Something here about my face Somehing make you think I got time to waste What you doing Standing here Why don't you call Someone who cares Fat cats all the same Easy
night I just gotta say the music I play Will sure enough make you feel alright Tho I learned how to rock in the cradle An' rollin' came so easy to me
're a high ball shooter You make it easy to see High ball shooter You sure ripped the low ones off me 'Cause you're a high ball shooter You make it easy
With such a sensitive mouth I'm easy to see through When I come up When I rush I rush for you Cry for you Seen the tears Roll down from my eyes for
it speak (WHAT?) You ain't ever bust a gun, but there's a lot of greasy talkin (uh-huh) What the science behind that son? (I don't know) A lot of easy
but ask us why and hurting ourselves with this false start resign yourself and always be (and we pretend) without the one (it simply gets easier) thing you need (but does it get easier
Easy to be taken with everything you're saying Make us perfect and say it all again But if every single second's killing Tell me I'm dreaming I'll sleep
I'm racin' with my uncle Russia we the ones with the guns He supported the North so I rolled with South Vietnam Thought it would be easy but almost
while I roll in my Chevy Well I can see you wanna break me And I can feel you wanna bring me down First you gotta make me Won’t be easy coming in my town
, thunder roll, keep it all together Yes the lantern burn, burn it easy And broadcast, so raw and neatly Thunder roll, sunshine, work it out Overload
t sting Their temporary marks Not always from the heart They live lightly Breathe so easy No digging in To what's within [Chorus] No work all play What a mistake Let the clouds roll
of LA Where we ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday, baby We ride with gangsta's and the pimpins' easy
me, runnin' burs while I take it easy Will as you do whatever, live your life just to please me These buster-ass niggaz make the shit so easy (He was
t know back then, i was too young Public school made me dumb as a motherfucker What should i do in my life Reverend Price, do you got some advice Before i roll
know back then, i was too young Public school made me dumb as a motherfucker What should i do in my life Reverend Price, do you got some advice Before i roll
Would it take a bakers dozen to get my point to you? Would it take a half a pound to roll a joint for you Would it take some hailing mary's so full of
Never thought it would end up being like this Situation is getting too out of control Now we're faced with an ultimatum like this Should I just stay or roll
Too bored to live, to young to die If you get too tall I'll cut you down to size T.V fear sells brand new cars My love lives with my guitar It's easy